Chapter 4167: Nine Great Swords

The owner of Juggernaut Mountain Villa was very entangled.
Because Hong Xiu is his disciple, it can be said that he is the one with the big hand.
As for the disciple Hong Xiu, he was also very satisfied.
And since childhood, the red sleeves are almost obedient.
Only this time, the marriage with Daomen Shengzi was strongly opposed by Hong Xiu for some reason.
Even Hong Xiu left the Juggernaut Villa without hesitation on the excuse of experience.
This is also the reason why Hong Xiu did not take that kind of regular merchant ship, but on the merchant ship of Sin City, and also concealed his identity.
The old man looked at Hongxiu and said, "Hongxiu, you really don't like that Swordsman Saint? Why is this?"
"Even if you look at the entire wasteland, the Sword Sect Saint Child is a peerless figure of Tianjiao, and there is an entire Sword Sect behind him."
"If the two of you are combined, it will definitely be of great help to your future practice."
When Hong Xiu heard this, his face became serious again, and said, "Master, you can't force it on emotional matters."
"Although I am a sword repairman, I am dedicated to Taoism, but I don't want to marry someone I don't like."
"I and the saint son of the sword, let alone feelings, don't even know each other, how can I marry him? What's more, now, I already have a Taoist companion."
As a pure sword repairer, Hong Xiu is naturally very character.
She is very disgusted with this kind of marriage.
The old man looked at Red Sleeve, and after a long time, he sighed softly: "Well, since this is your decision, then I won't say much about being a teacher."
He understands the character of his disciple, and would rather bend than bend.
Therefore, I won't say more.
The most important thing is that, deep in his heart, he is also unwilling to force Hongxiu.
He just didn't expect that, in his opinion, a perfect marriage would be met with such strong opposition as Red Sleeve.
Hong Xiu nodded and said, "So, don't you let the disciples outside stop? If you continue to fight, the Sword Saint Villa will be completely faceless."
As soon as he said this, the previously heavy atmosphere suddenly became weird.
The old man's mouth twitched, and his mental energy swept away.
It was immediately discovered that Wang Fan had already rushed to a position halfway up the mountain.
And behind him, there were countless disciples of the Sword Saint Villa.
Those on the outermost periphery can still get up, but they have a bit of swollen nose and swollen nose.
But those inside are a bit miserable, they can't even climb up.
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Seeing this scene, the old man wanted to take it personally and slapped Wang Fan to death.
"The emperor warns you that the emperor is already extremely weak now, and he can no longer control the strength of his shots."
"If you dare to deceive the emperor, if the emperor misses you and kills you, don't blame the emperor for not reminding you in advance."
Halfway up the mountain, Wang Fan whispered coldly, and banged another person into the air.
The population spurted blood, and the meridians all over his body were torn in countless numbers, and it was almost abolished.
"So powerful."
"Is that human being?"
"It's really abnormal, how does he practice?"
The disciples of the Juggernaut Villa who were watching the battle were almost numb with shock.
It's not that they haven't seen the evildoer, and the powerful monk hasn't seen it.
It's just that the seventh floor of the immortal emperor can do this, let alone seeing them, even if they haven't even heard of it.
Wang Fan really wants to be too strong.
Because at this time, Wang Fan didn't even use the gods anymore, but was fighting with pure physical strength.
He made a fist with one hand, constantly resisting the magic weapons that attacked, and with the other hand, he swept a long stick and swept everything.
This guy.
It turned out to be a cultivator and a powerful cultivator!
Those disciples of Sword Saint Villa really couldn't even be shocked.
Wang Fan is like a freak, every time you think he is going to fall, he can always let you fall first.
When everyone was sluggish, Wang Fan had once again rushed to the group of people like lightning.
The power in his body ran away in a storm, and the long stick in his hand swept wildly towards the group of people, mercilessly.
Bang bang bang!
A series of low and deep explosions, the monks just had time to resist, their offensive was all shattered by a stick, and then the external defense was also broken, and the whole person fell towards the ground.
Invincible posture!
"Come on, continue! Since you are stubborn, let this emperor come to learn about your strength today."
Wang Fan yelled while sweeping, the cold and arrogant voice, like sharp thorns, pierced into the hearts of all the disciples of the Sword Saint Villa.
This is simply unbearable!
Just looking at the miserable brother, many people are also a little bit shy.
The fear from the heart.
They all thought that the sword in their hands was the sharpest weapon in the world.
But now they already knew that Wang Fan's fists and long sticks were the most powerful.
Wang Fan used practical actions to tell them what it means to break through ten thousand laws with one force.
"Retreat all."
Just when Wang Fan was about to continue sweeping, the disciples of the Sword Saint Villa were hesitant to continue.
A majestic voice suddenly came out. The next moment, all the Juggernaut disciples couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then flashed away and planned to retreat.
Although they were very upset with Wang Fan, they wanted to defeat Wang Fan, and they wanted to enter the sword pavilion to practice.
But I don't want to be ravaged either.
It's still a trivial matter to be trampled and shame, once Wang Fan missed and killed him, it would be too late to cry.
However, when the disciples of the Sword Saint Villa wanted to leave, Wang Fan suddenly rushed forward.
Under a stick, a large swath was swept away directly.
Take a closer look, there are more than 30 people.
"You, you are shameless!"
"The owner has already stopped the hand, why are you still doing it?"
"mean!"
The other disciples of the Sword Saint Villa saw this scene, and they were furious.
As for the few disciples of the Sword Saint who were swept away, they gritted their teeth with a look of hatred.
Especially a few sword repairmen, even more eagerly rushing to kill Wang Fan.
asshole.
What a bastard!
Wang Fan touched his head awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I didn't take my hand. This is not going to fight, this is not going to fight."
He said awkwardly, then his figure flashed and quickly rushed to the top of the mountain.
In fact, he really wanted to say that Xiaoye is not a disciple of the Sword Saint Villa, so why listen to the words of the Sword Saint Villa.
Just thinking that there are too many opponents, this is another person's territory, and there is still the Great Emperor and the Holy Emperor sitting on the ground, so let's not say such cruel words. So as not to be slapped to death.
Looking at the distant figure of Wang Fan, the disciple of the Sword Saint Villa really wanted to kill this bastard.
Today's battle can be said to have left a deep shadow and impression in their hearts, I am afraid it will be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
Wang Fan soon came to the summit.
However, there are nine people in front of him blocking his way.
The aura in each of these nine people is extremely strong, which is by no means comparable to the previous disciples of the Sword Saint Villa.
They stood there upright, staring at Wang Fan coldly, without concealing the murderous intent in their eyes.
Juggernaut Mountain Villa.
Nine swords!